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Feeding on terrorwhores Sulphurscum for silversouls And the coffincrow still smiles A cadaverlaugh from afar Saltnails driven through hymenhearts And i swallow the scythe

Tonight's the night of the worm That speaks with nailwork's tongue

Bittermilk and unlight flow Twinkletint for murmurshows And i eat some rainbowflesh Another wormsong from below Stalking down the gallow's pole And my words bleed afresh

Tonight's the night of the worm That speaks with nailwork's tongue

Schizophonic astroride To the wormland's vacuumnight Rippin' the tongue That spoke of this song

Tonight's the night of the worm That speaks with nailwork's tongue

2. BLADES TO LAUGHTER

If blades were laughter Each nail a smile My scissorsmouth Would spit the soil For words of napalm None below For hymenmurmur's Poisonshow

If blades were laughter Each knife ten teeth I'd dye the words i breathe All black

If blades were laughter Each pile a grin My starscumwords Would twist and spin The murmurfather's Silverthroat That spat the soil For what i wrote

3. WORMSONG

I've returned to wormland Spinning cadavercircles around the night Astroautopsies breathing orb and earth Eating the word of a starthief's birth

I've returned to that deadend With a fistful of throats from the downside Astroautopsies breathing orb and earth Eating the word of a starthief's birth

And we go for the poisonshow Let scythemilk and quicksilver flow Scissorsword and twinkleblade down the tongue I've cut my throat for the wormsong

The grindcrew's back again Warpin' the where and when

And we go for the poisonshow Let scythemilk and quicksilver flow Scissorsword and twinkleblade down the tongue I've cut my throat for the wormsong

4. ALL SCISSORS SMILE

Woke up with a mouthful of planets And a fistful of salt Some sundrugged words through that deadhead And all scissors smiled Been out for more pulsedrivin' whoresound Spinning those cadavercircles With a wormnail thru' my tongue And all scissors smiled Heard the hearselights sing Watched the twisting saltwordsoil Ate all these inkscented things And all scissors smiled Comin' down on the carboncaravan Within this orbcoroner's coil Saw necronauts and quasarmen And all scissors smiled

Silversonic solarblow Astrotrippin' slaughtershow Be it this word from the morgue That makes my deathnectar flow

All scissors smile all scissors smile

Silversonic solarblow Astrotrippin'slaughtershow Be it this word from the morgue That makes my deathnectar flow

All scissors smile all scissors smile

5. HOW TO EAT A SCYTHE

Stardrugged upon that worm's back The casketcrew is in for the show Of psychophonics from below

Down the sunpus course For a word of all that never was Stoke up the silvermouthmachine And snatch its terrortongue with a grin Gonna give you some more killing ink Some more unlight And i'll show you how to eat a scythe

Throatkickin' bladefood at astrospeed With a tombwormsmile Ink to rain and rain to ink All planetflesh to poisonsoil

Down the sunpus course For a word of all that never was Stoke up the silvermouthmachine And snatch its terrortongue with a grin Gonna give you some more killing ink Some more unlight And i'll show you how to eat scythe

6. BLACK VELVET

Mississippi in the middle of a dry spell Jimmy Rogers on the victrola up high Mama's dancing with baby on her shoulder The Sun is setting like molasses in the sky. The boy could sing, knew how to move, everything. Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please.

Up in Memphis the music's like a heat wave White lightning, bound to drive you wild. Mama's baby's in the heart of every school girl "Love me tender" leaves 'em cryin' in the aisle The way he moved, it was a sin, so sweet and true.

Always wanting more, he'd leave you longing for.

Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please.

Every word of every song that he sang was for you. In a flash he was gone, it happened so soon,

What could you do?

Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please. Black velvet and that little boy smile Black velvet with that slow southern style A new religion that'll bring you to your knees Black velvet if you please.

...If you please If you please

7. FILTHFINGER

From downsideslides to sunfuckcroons From syringesongs to dustthroatfuel From nonwordwork to raincunttunes From silverpills to warpwallrooms Filthfinger's takin' / twistin' the wounds

Filthfinger's takin' Be it this astrosonic brew Or these lines that someone drew The sound of napalmrain and whores The words of womblaughter and stars Filthfinger's takin'

From vacuumfields to caskethills From barrelrides to wormtoguethrills From hearseorbtones to nailstarchills From deadhousesmiles to scissorsmills Filthfinger's takin' / triggin' the kills

Filthfinger's takin' Be it this astrosonic brew Or these lines that someone drew The sound of napalmrain and whores The words of womblaughter and stars Filthfinger's takin'

8. THE TENMILETONGUE

Deathdischargin' bulletcock In for some astrocoffinrock With a wordwarpin' dustthroat's spin Kickin' off another silvergrin A nevernight's nethersight Psiloblast and casketlights Ridin' the neonink tonight

So tells the tenmiletongue That licks the word it's nailed upon

Coffinmilk and bastardbone The ultrasonic filthparole Through silvercosmochemicals To another's words from verminwells A nevernight's nethersight Psiloblast and casketlights Ridin' the neonink tonight

The spacescythe's out To cut some throats again And i guess mine will be next

So tells the tenmiletongue That licks the word it's nailed upon

9. HEARSELIGHTS

So now it's grinding time For coroners' poisonrhymes Electric heads and snipersongs Something killing this way comes

Diggin' the days, the words and all space

So now it's grinding time For coffinstalker's silverlines Whorefood and needletongues Something killing this way comes

Some say milk and silver listen to the womb When all these vacuumwords spill out of laughtertombs Some say the badpack's back for more When all this cannonink spills out of superwhores Comin' down on them From the lavalounge to the hearsewormsoil With five fingers driven through all scissors' smiles

The terror of a 1000 tongues This is what comes down the throat

Some say this hateparade's a sickophonic thing When all these necrosounds spill out of astrostrings Comin' down on them From the lavalounge to the hearsewormsoil With five fingers driven through all scissors' smiles

The terror of a 1000 tongues This is what comes down the throat

11. QUICKSILVERSPINE

Another foulmouthmadsong thrills that necrobitch A song with a warptone's itch Another bastardword that feeds coronercunts A word with a tongueblast's brunt Filthkickin' and tripleblack The berserkmortician's back Heading for some vulturetint tonight Been whorethroattrippin' down these rhymes To return with a quicksilverspine

Eating the last planet in line I've got the quicksilverspine

Graveridin' and murmurfed The electric psychonaut's ahead Silverwords and scytheplanets aside Been whorethroattrippin' down these rhymes To return with a quicksilverspine

Eating the last planet in line I've got the quicksilverspine

Vitriol or vulvagales I'll take the tongue that licks the nail

Eating the last planet in line I've got the quicksilverspine

12. INDIANS

We all see black and white
When it comes to someone else's fight
No one ever gets involved
Apathy can never solve

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Forced Out - Brave and mighty
Stolen Land - They can't fight it
Hold On - To pride and tradition
Even though they know how much their lives are really missin'
We're dissin' them ...

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On reservation
A hopeless situation

Respect is something that you earn
Our Indian brother's getting burned
Original American
Turned into, second class citizen

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[Chorus]
Cry for the Indians
Die for the Indians
Cry for the Indians
Cry, Cry, Cry for the Indians

Love the land and fellow man
Peace is what we strive to have
Some folks have none of this
Hatred and prejudice

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Territory, It's just the body of the nation
The people that inhabit it make its configuration
Prejudice, Something we all can do without
Cause a flag of many colors is what this land's all about

We all see black and white
When it comes to someone else's fight
No one ever gets involved
Apathy can never solve